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12/23/2008: "Happy Birthday to Me"
Today is a happy day. Today is my birthday, I turned 39 years old. I was able to book tickets to Dallas to see my baby sister graduate with a Master's degree in nursing and to visit my dad. Also, my honey brought me beautiful flowers and hot cocoa to work; everyone I know practically has called or emailed me to wish me a happy birthday, not to mention the big screen HDTV Aaron was able to buy me with a generous Christmas/birthday check from my dad. I have been wanting one for YEARS but we waited and waited and Aaron was able to pounce and negotiate an unbelievable good price for the perfect TV, probably 1/2 what it cost even 6 months ago.
But today is also a sad day. Today Aaron's ex-wife, the mother of his young son, passed away. It all happened relatively quickly. She was fine, and then she wasn't, and then she died...in the space of a couple months.
They lived on the other side of the country, and soon (we don't know how soon, but soon...) his son will come to live with us for good. Those of you who know me, or have been reading this blog for awhile, know that kids were never really apart of my "Master Plan". I'm struggling right now with how this is all going to work out. I know that it will work out, I just can't *see* it yet.
We are reorganizing the house so I have a small room to go to that I can paint in. That has made a huge difference to my peace of mind. I hope that I will do right by this child, he is a good kid who is going through a terrible, tragic situation. One thing he has going for him is his father, who loves him with all his heart and soul. I know that I will grow to love him just as much.